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Your average mom, with one child out the door and a teenager not far behind. Raising my children in this crazy world and at the end of the day hoping I do not screw up too terribly. Life has taught me to hope for the best, plan for the worst and always look for the silver-lining in every cloud. When I am not writing or doting on my children, you can find me hand in hand with my best friend, husband and partner of twenty-two years.

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Last spring, I wrote a piece chronicling the journey of my daughter's illness with POTS. After it was published, my son lightheartedly commented, "Now it is time to write about our journey." I cringed because there was nothing lighthearted about our journey. I uttered the truth from within my heart, "I am not sure I can." While I knew I was capable of writing something, I knew this deep trauma was still tucked right below the surface. I was emotionally raw and drained from the events of the past year. I was keenly aware, if I was not careful a volcanic disaster of pain, remorse and regret would come spewing out and no one would be capable of halting the explosion. I wrestled with the uncertainty of where my writing would take us. Unsure if we were ready to jointly revisit the scars of the past, knowing I would open fresh wounds and possibly old ones as well. Was Brady was prepared to read my thoughts? If he was...how would he feel when I was done? As difficult …

Have you ever given notion to the idea that a word could be beautiful? For me, that word is Serendipitous. The word has an air of grace and elegance as it flows off the tongue; but it is not only the word, it is the simple definition of the word. Serendipitous means: to find something good or beautiful when you are not looking for it.
As parents I think we are so busy with life, that sometimes we tend to have our controls set on autopilot without any realization...until something forces us to stop and take inventory of our world around us. I know I have personally experienced this autopilot phenomenon, more times than I would like to admit.
My mind has been consumed with a lot of fears this past year. Worrying about Brady, his mental health and sobriety; in addition to the normal things you consider, when your child is grown and living on their own for the first time. Jayde's health has not been good. Her POTS continues to spin out of control and I worry about her future. Instea…